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Leftovers After Dinner

It has been said that to unjustly kill a single human is equivalent to murdering the whole of humanity

What if the Creator of mankind found a human that was worth sacrificing the whole of mankind

And what if that human found a humanity that was worth sacrificing his Creator

What if the Creator of the perfect human was willing to sacrifice that perfect human for an imperfect humanity

What if it has all been one big mistake and humanity was slaughtered at a cross upon the skull

The crown chakra of the galactic body annihilating and transcending its ungrateful fractured selves

Or perhaps we really did succeed in killing God

And are living in His afterglow
 

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edwin toninho

but then? what else?
I've been thinking about God too. As children we need somebody to run to whenever we are in troubles or whenever there is something we cannot fix ourselves; like pain or sorrow.  We cannot kill God (however you call your God), that would be denying our own existence.  We cannot say there is not such a thing called Mother Nature;  or about the big bang, it was not big and it didn't bang.  Can we?

I like your style of writing -) Very natural, casual and with good rhythm.   I do.
Left over finished?  Some take away?  Wine? 

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al Bikaadi

This is meant to be a frayed thread with deliberate loose ends. The wine is what one can squeeze out of it once they've tied up the loose ends, a job I can't do for anyone apart from myself. 😜

@ "I like your style of writing" . Many thanks 🙏🏼

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